At 1:45 a.m., the 16th shop wharf in Shanghai.

Qiao Menghua, head of the reconnaissance support group of the commando team of the Special Service Department, and Ma Guangran, head of the support transportation team, commanded 36 commandos of the two groups, driving four transport trucks, quietly slipped out of the freight yard of the Guangyuan Trading Company, and along a hidden path that had been surveyed long ago in the freight yard area, they came to the south of Zhang Xiaolin's freight yard and stopped in the woods of more than 200 meters.

Since he was a traitor lackey for the Japanese, he robbed the four surrounding freight yards by unscrupulous means, as the boss of the Green Gang, with the support of the Japanese invaders, Zhang Xiaolin did not dare to provoke him in Shanghai, and even the gang did not dare to be angry or speak out against him.

There are a lot of sacks piled up in the freight yard, which are grain and cotton purchased by Zhang Xiaolin from the southern part of Anhui Province at a low price, and the grain is the military rations of the 13th Army of the Japanese Army stationed in Shanghai, which adds up to thousands of stones and hundreds of thousands of catties of rice. Cotton was given to textile mills of Japanese merchants to produce cotton yarn and cotton cloth.

Of the four team members who had been squatting next to the freight yard, two of them hurriedly came to report the situation.

"There is no big change in the freight yard, that is, a boatload of tobacco and soil was transported at ten o'clock last night, all of which were piled up in front of the warehouse, and there was no unloading, and it is estimated that it will be transported to the city this morning."

"We have given them the duty room and dormitory, and put the medicine secretly configured, and it is estimated that at this time, except for those who are on duty outside, the rest are asleep." One of the team members said with a smile.

"Then use the old method, burn all the grain and other goods, tobacco is hard currency, just to make up for our expenses, even the car drove away, and no one was left inside." Ma Guangran said.

The members of the commando team are equivalent to special forces, lying on the wall to find a foothold, more than a dozen people almost at the same time climbed over the wall into the freight yard, tiptoed to the side of the goods, and a few sleepy guards behind them, covering their mouths while twisting their necks.

The guards in the duty room fell asleep, and the guards in the dormitory also fell asleep, snoring one after another, and this time the dosage of the drug was relatively high, and they fell into a deep sleep.

"The transportation support team searched carefully, disposed of these people in the house, loaded all the belongings, guns, ammunition, and useful things onto the truck carrying tobacco and soil, and paid attention to the financial office. The reconnaissance support team found the gasoline, waited until the truck drove away, poured the goods and the room with gasoline, and quickly set fire to evacuate! Qiao Menghua said.

In just ten minutes, the two teams of the assault team searched the freight yard, not only the property, guns and ammunition, but also the safe of the financial office was loaded onto the truck. Then find the key and open the door, and several team members drive away the truck full of smoke and dirt, a total of more than forty evil ruffians, all of whom were killed in their sleep.

The freight yard was originally a place where cars came and went, and there was a lot of gasoline in reserve, and cotton was next to the rice, so after a few minutes, the entire cargo yard and houses were poured with gasoline and started a fire, and the commandos quickly evacuated.

The fire was too big, that is, it was seen within a few minutes of being lit, Zhang Xiaolin's freight yard was on fire, and the people who saw it pretended not to see it. It wasn't until half an hour later that a related household of the Green Gang called the Zhang Mansion on Huagezhen Road.

Xu Yinzheng and Gu Qingjie, the captain of the first assault team, led more than 60 people to ambush on the side of the road leading to the 16th pharf.

"Stationmaster, an urgent call was sent from the monitoring point in the city, and Zhang Xiaolin's car was fished out! He himself was four cars, as well as a car for a Japanese plainclothes gendarme. The operator said.

In order to keep in touch with the surveillance point near Zhang's mansion, the operator of the intelligence station carried a small radio station on this mission, which used batteries as a power source, which was very easy to carry.

"Don't panic, it will take at least twenty minutes for him to come here, we don't need to enter the battle too early, and it's never too late to act when we see the headlights." Gu Qingjie said unhurriedly.

Five cars were driving fast on the main road, but out of the city, the road was full of potholes, forcing the driver to slow down.

Zhang Xiaolin, who was sitting in the car, had a blue face, he didn't know the actual situation of the freight yard, and the caller said that he only saw that there was a fire, and the fire was skyrocketing, and most of the sixteen shops could see it, and the reason why no one answered the call was that the disciples were busy fighting the fire.

"Master, don't worry, your old man, there are dozens of people in our freight yard, it may be that the weather is dry, someone accidentally smoked, and the cotton was ignited." A confidant disciple said.

"Seeing that the morning after tomorrow, I am going to deliver military rations to the Japanese 13th Army Management Department, but at this time there is such a big disaster, a group of bastards who don't have long eyes, the fire can burn like this, what are they doing to eat, are they blind? I think they are living too comfortably, smoking, drinking, playing with women, and taking my master's words as wind in their ears! ”

"It is distressing that the cotton is burned, but at most it will lose some money, but if something goes wrong with the Japanese military rations, it will be a big trouble, and the Japanese will definitely be dissatisfied with me." Zhang Xiaolin gritted his teeth and said.

"Just a few of our brothers go to see this matter, you don't need to be there in person, it's too dangerous to go out." The confidant disciple patted his ass and said.

"I know you are filial, but Chairman Wang of Jinling has already agreed to me as the chairman of Zhejiang Province, and a letter of appointment will be sent in the near future. The most important thing at the moment is not to offend the Japanese, and I was there in person, and I also had an attitude of doing things. Zhang Xiaolin said.

Seeing that there were three or four miles to go, we would reach the 16th Pier, when suddenly, the body of the car shook violently, and the direction deviated uncontrollably from the road, hitting the dirt slope on the side of the road, and the engine stalled.

It crackled, sounded like rain, and the glass of the car was hit by bullets.

Zhang Xiaolin was in a bulletproof car, but the rest of the cars were beaten into honeycombs by dozens of submachine guns in an instant. In order to be able to end the battle as quickly as possible, the members of the commando team did not hesitate to pour out a magazine of bullets, and quickly approached while changing the magazine, and there was a frantic strafing at the people inside, and it was not so cool for a long time!

Not all cars are equipped with bulletproof glass and reinforced steel plates, but the commandos are all MP18 submachine guns imported from Germany, followed by bodyguards, who have little ability to resist, and are reimbursed in just a few minutes.

Just when Zhang Xiaolin's face turned white with fright, several people suddenly appeared in the grass on the side of the road, pouring the gasoline from the gasoline barrel in their hands on the car.

The car of this period, the tightness is not comparable to the future, smelled the smell of gasoline, saw the gap seeping into the gasoline, the people in the car suddenly realized the danger, frightened, the driver reacted the fastest, just opened the door to escape, was killed by the flying bullets, scared the driver of the passenger seat, and closed the door again.

Xu Yinzheng didn't shoot, lit a cigarette, smoked it and watched the action, and then threw half of the cigarette into Zhang Xiaolin's car in a dashing manner, and in an instant, the car burned into a ball of fire. You may feel that this is not enough, and even the people around you throw the gasoline barrel into the car, and the remaining gasoline is ignited, which aggravates the burning of the car.

The temperature at which the gasoline burns, that's more than a thousand degrees, and soon the thin wagon can't be touched, and then what? Naturally, all the items in the car will be ignited, including the people inside, and it won't be long before the whole car will be burned to a skeleton, don't forget, the car also has a fuel tank, which is also filled with gasoline!

"After joining the Secret Service for so many years, it is the most comfortable operation in this operation, Zhang Xiaolin probably never dreamed that his bulletproof car would finally become his iron coffin!" Xu Yinzheng smiled happily.

(End of chapter)